Chapter 696: Ancient War Tree

Seeing Song Jian's sword slashing towards him, Saramo instinctively wanted to dodge backward, but upon seeing Song Jian's gaze, he couldn't help but shiver and remain motionless, clenching his teeth to endure the strike;

Thud~

The sword cut into Saramo's arm, scraping off a fistful of bloody flesh. Saramo's pained face was distorted, but he didn't dare to move;

"Saramo, you're doing very well!" Song Jian nodded;

Saramo immediately knelt down on one knee and respectfully said, "Great Master, everything of Saramo's is yours..."

Song Jian didn't pay him any attention, directly grabbing the bloody flesh and began casting the Shackles Mark;

Saramo instantly felt an irresistible mysterious force heavily binding him, but upon slightly moving his body, he found nothing unusual about it;

"Soul! He has imprisoned my soul!" Saramo roared in his heart, but his facial expression became even more respectful;